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You Cast a Spell On Me

You cast a spell on me, and now I’m standing here in disbelief, Wondering why it happened and how… I protest, but my defense comes to grief. I’m pondering on your magic power – This destructive influence on me. You embarrasses me, my eyes burn like fire, The flames are everything I can feel. The magic force of you still works on me. You seem to be amused at my torment. I can’t free myself, but your face is stony – You love this confusion and excitement…

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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